Friday, April 10, 2009

Music



Music is a crystal stream with tinkling ripples
The sound of water lapping against the shores
Sometimes it reverberates and resonates
Strums the very chords of your being
Is like a turbulent sea
Sometimes it is gentle breeze wafting melodies
Sometimes a raging storm with flashes of lightening
Rumbling thunder or gentle rhythm
It can be a soothing caress, a healing touch
It can be an embodiment of serenity
A placid blue sky
Then again a singing bird
Or a wandering minstrel
Enchanting your thoughts and dreams
It seeps within and plays inside
The lilting tunes sooth your soul
The lyrics invoke myriad moods
Echo your emotions or memories
Music submerges your being
It has cosmic grandeur
Or a quiet solitude
Simple notes or a magnificent symphony
Swaying masses or cocooning privacy
Creates tranquil delight or crazy fervor
Evokes nostalgia, unleashes tears
Makes your spirit dance
Awakens your soul or induces slumber
Makes or breaks silence
It is for serenading, celebrating, dedicating, meditating
Connecting surpassing boundaries
Transcending language and culture
Music is solace.


Tuesday, April 7, 2009




Drizzling dust on my window pane
Paints an alibi for my absent spirit
Some peer through
At a hazy pencil sketch of me
Listless objects strewn around
Sprayed with neglect
I have to shake off the gloom
Resurrect zest organise life

Introspection



It's easier to lash out

Than to hold back and calm down

To look within for peace